After a simple bite, Zheng Ren and Su Yun were thrown upstairs.

Xie Yi wanted to try on all her clothes again. Her voice and Chang Yue's laughter came up, filled with infinite vitality.

Zheng Ren is very strange.

Why is the little Iraqi so energetic?

She was tired into a dog, but she was still energetic. Cook when you get home, and then continue to change all kinds of clothes.

I really don't understand women.

Lying on the bed, Zheng Ren fell asleep quickly.

I didn't even dream. When I was conscious again, it was already dawn. I was tired to be a dog when I went shopping once.

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Dibei Province, provincial capital, Affiliated Hospital of Medical University.

Xia Hua sits in the office with disheveled hair and stubble beard. He doesn't look like a young talent before.

His father was hospitalized in his department, so Xia Hua didn't ask for leave, but stayed in the hospital for 24 hours.

It seems that Xia Hua has returned to the general post of hospitalization. After several months, Xia Hua only feels tired. He really wants to take a good bath and fall asleep.

Even if the sky falls, I don't want to talk to you.

But I can't.

Life has to go on. There are countless things he needs to do.

No work, one day, one week, but a month?

Housing loans, the cost of making up classes for children, and the cost of hospitalization for the elderly.

Several mountains pressed on her shoulders, and Xia Hua felt that she couldn't even straighten her waist. Although there was fatigue in his body, which made life dark and dull, he couldn't help it.

No matter how difficult it is, we must go on.

Today is the weekend. The legendary boss Zheng is coming to operate on the old man. He has to accept an emergency patient.

If possible, Xia Hua really doesn't want to accept patients.

The patient coughed suddenly while sleeping at home, and then did not know whether to cough up or vomit about 100ml of blood.

The family was frightened to see this situation and immediately sent to the emergency department of the Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Medical University.

Check a chest film and report: left pleural effusion, pneumothorax and pneumomediastinum.

Because the patient's condition was relatively poor, he was admitted to the hospital for treatment immediately.

The inpatient and the second-line professor on duty were doing an emergency patient with compound injury from a car accident on the operating table. He didn't have time to come down.

Xia Hua can only stand up and pick up the patient.

Spontaneous hemoptysis or hematemesis, as well as mediastinal emphysema, is it eroded by tumor?

Xia Hua gave the patient symptomatic treatment. After the situation was slightly stable, he was ready to send him to improve the relevant examination.

Boss Zheng doesn't have to pick it up by himself, which gives Xia Hua a little time to catch his breath.

Gao Shaojie and teacher Gao went to the highway intersection early in the morning to meet boss Zheng. Xia Hua just had to wait in the hospital.

I hope boss Zheng is as magical as teacher Gao Shaojie said. Xia Hua has some expectations, but it is not very strong.

What Nobel prize or a rising star of 912 has nothing to do with Xia Hua.

For more than half a year, all his attention has been focused on his father's condition.

Although up to now he still remembers the simple and honest face on the plane. He remembers that he called the tower and shouted very seriously and even obstinately, I'm Zheng Ren, calling

It's nice to be young.

When I was in my twenties, I wouldn't face such a heavy pressure of life. Now several mountains are almost crushing me. He especially understands those who commit suicide. Sometimes Xia Hua occasionally thinks about how to get rid of it.

Xia Hua found himself distracted. He picked up the coffee jar next to him and took a big sip.

Cheer up, maybe it's psychological.

Over the past half a year, Xia Hua has supported herself by coffee.

Until now, he is on the verge of collapse.

Trying to wake himself up, Xia Hua inserted the patient's chest film into the film reader and picked up the test sheet urgently checked after the patient was admitted to the hospital.

A large amount of pneumothorax can be seen on the left side of the positive film. Xia Hua has given the patient closed thoracic drainage, leading to a large amount of red and yellow liquid and a small amount of gas.

Blood routine examination indicates that leukocytes are 19.13 * 10 ^ 9 / L, which means that there is a serious infection.

There is something strange about the patient's condition. Xia Hua is judging.

Probably need emergency surgery, but is it bronchopleural leakage or other diseases?

Xia Hua watched the film for a long time. The side film was in his hand. Just about to plug it in, he suddenly thought that boss Zheng would come for a while.

Take a look at him?

Interventional doctors have a deeper understanding of imaging than ordinary clinicians. After all, imaging is their main business.

Well, that's it.

Xia Hua returned to his seat, began to give the doctor's order and gave the patient a plain CT scan of the lung.

Then he urged the nurse to generate a doctor's order and find an accompanying doctor to follow him for examination.

Carry the patient onto the flat car. Xia Hua specially told the accompanying inspector and the patient's family members that the chest bottle must be lower than the chest, otherwise the liquid in the chest bottle will pour back into the chest without introducing anything.

This is a detail that must be told to everyone around. Otherwise, a rash ghost in the family may come out and have an examination. The patient will be over when he comes back.

Xia Hua's heart was still very thin. He forced himself to cheer up, lifted the patient onto the flat car, hung the chest bottle lower than his chest, and observed the fluctuation of the liquid level of the chest bottle, which reassured him.

Cover the patient with a quilt at home. Cover his face for fear of being "blown" by the wind.

This is a kind of habitual action rooted in the hearts of Chinese people. It has been like confinement for countless years.

Xia Hua didn't stop or affect her breathing. It's just a way for her family to express their love.

Seeing the patient out, several figures came in and the peace car passed by.

When passing the flat car, two figures seemed to pause, whispered a word, and came again.

"Xia Hua, boss Zheng is here." Gao Shaojie was flushed and energetic.

Xia Hua was a little puzzled. He just took over as a professor in the imperial capital. As for this? Gao Shaojie didn't go to see the director of the intervention section today because of his illness. Instead, he picked up boss Zheng.

However, Xia Hua immediately bent slightly and showed his respect.

No matter how young he is, he is a group professor of emperor 912, and others come to operate on his old man.

It's human nature to be respectful. You can't think you're God if you take out 10000 yuan for throwing knives.

Some people feel that they are God's, and even put on airs. For so many years, there is also a rumor across the country that the professor of flying knife got off the plane and was angry and left.

However, there are still few such things. After all, they are the most basic human and worldly sophistication.

"Boss Zheng, Hello, hello." Xia Hua held out his hand.

A big warm and hard hand shook it.

"Dr. Xia, I haven't expressed my gratitude for the last thing." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "thanks to meeting you."

"It just happened."

"Let's take a look at the film first. The operating room is ready." Zheng Rendao.

"It's all ready."

Xia Hua takes boss Zheng into the office.

He was just about to put away the film hanging on the reader, but there was a sound nearby.

"Spontaneous esophageal rupture? It's quite serious."